Chapter 127: The Mausoleum of Emperor Yan

Jiang Yan doesn't care about the clown because he is the captain and has absolute authority. The Suzaku Team cannot retreat just by saying that it can retreat. I am afraid that no contractor can bear the price of withdrawal, that is, he will sink forever and will never be able to participate in this wonderful world again.

The way of depriving all abilities and all memory should be the most terrifying punishment.

"Joker, I invite you to join my team, but you must know your real name."

"You really dare to accept that I joined the team?" The clown thought he had heard it wrong. The other party was a doctor and knew his problem. If he still made such a choice, he would be confident.

"Of course. As for you two..."

Jiang Yan turned around, looked at the old brothers and sisters, and said, "Are you willing to settle in my city? There are no outsiders yet, so you will not be bullied."

The Pharaoh brothers and sisters were overjoyed. They were contractors in the space city. Without the free city to accept them, they could only seek life in such a chaotic place. They would have to spend a lot of time to deal with their neighbors.

Although the contractor's residence is sacred and inviolable, the problem is that you cannot never leave your house in the city.

They are unable to get the coordinates of any free city, so they cannot take the initiative to move. Without the team of free city to win over them, they can only live in the spatial city.

Every day of this kind of life is a torment. The brother and sister would rather live in the mission world day by day than go back.

Jiang Yan's invitation was quickly responded. Jiang Yan each divided two blood gems and said, "I want to do the final stage of this mission. If you complete all the tasks in this world, you can choose to return to my city."

The space prompt has been released. Only Jiang Yan has not completed this task yet. There is a follow-up. The other three people have all got what they want. 10,000 survival points and two blood gems.

After getting the real name of the clown and joining him to the Suzaku team, Jiang Yan glanced at the contractor panel, officially opened the team himself, and obtained the captain's authority. From then on, in addition to this special world task, the mission of the space once every 30 days will be three people entering at the same time, and there will be a response.

Through the team channel, the clown gave Jiang Yan a list of his skills and equipment, followed by what he needed, hoping that Jiang Yan, as the captain, could provide it.

Jiang Yan ignored it, he would provide some things, and some things that the clown needs to pay for themselves.

However, a difficult person like Joker took the initiative to give him all his skills list, hoping to cooperate in special battles in the future. The Joker could kill two teams, not because he was confused, but because he was better than the rest of the team.

Otherwise, he would have died with the rest of the team.

When the village chief saw Jiang Yan coming, he gently patted Jiang Yan on the shoulder with his hand and pointed to the statue of Yan Emperor. Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment. The Yan Emperor Mausoleum was behind this statue? This is the range covered by the colorful divine light on the statue.

Such a place, the zombies can't get into it at all!

Although Jiang Yan did not fight to the death this time, he just picked up the fruits of others' victory and made the last blow. However, when the battlefield was approaching, the bloody breath was still in his nostrils and could not be dissipated.

Isn't it enough for everyone to hide in the tomb? Why bother to fight to the death outside? Even if the zombie is of level A, it is impossible for him to be within three feet of the statue.

Jiang Yan came to the statue of Yan Emperor and looked up. The statue of Yan Emperor was very abstract! The towering forehead, cheekbones, and an ape-like mouth were all unevolved no matter how you look at it.

There were only a pair of eyes, full of spirit, as if annotating Jiang Yan.

Looking at the eyes of these statues, Jiang Yan's skin trembled. It seemed as if he was facing the infinite sky, the deep sea of ​​stars, and the vast universe.

These eyes were filled with compassion and the supreme majesty above the nine heavens.

The absolutely calm soul attribute could not stop Jiang Yan from worshiping. He knelt in front of the statue of Yan Emperor and worshiped nine times, and then he felt relieved.

Describing a person's strange and ancient appearance does not mean that he is handsome, but that his appearance is full of wild and primitive charm.

In this ancient costume of Yan Emperor's high crown, Jiang Yan felt that a giant standing in front of him was standing tall, walking on the ancient land without any trace, breathing like a hurricane, and the sound was like thunder. When breathing, there would be wind and rain.

This is a saint!

Whether it is a novice or a muscular man in modern society, they are all weak compared to the strange appearance of Yan Emperor.

Jiang Yan calmed down and bowed to the village chief to thank him. Since he opened this back door for him, it would be useless to enter. Jiang Yan walked around the statue, sorted out his clothes, and walked into a hole in the back door of the statue.

One step ahead is two realms.

Jiang Yan felt cold and then fell into the mud.

Contractor Jiang Yan, you came to the ancient cemetery where countless heroes died in battle are waiting for your rescue. Your mental power recovery speed is 12 times faster, and you only have one hour.

After the prompt was completed, there was a pale face in front of Jiang Yan, to be precise, half a picture.

"Help me..." A prayer was spit out from the torn lips, and at the same time, a pair of bone-like palms were placed on Jiang Yan's shoulders.

If it weren't for the forced space prompt, Jiang Yan would have stabbed him with a knife.

But now, his life is released with value. The heroic spirit whose head has been cut off and whose flesh and blood on his hands has been corroded completely, turned into a little golden light and flew away.

Little devil, I really deserve to thank you!

If it weren't for the intensive training of the little devil, Jiang Yan might have been a good doctor, but he would definitely not be able to seize this opportunity.

With 0.01 points of mental power, he can release one healing method, and the recovery speed of mental power is 12 times. With Jiang Yan's release speed, his healing ability exceeds 12 times per second. With constant treatment for an hour, he can heal nearly 100,000 heroic spirits.

Jiang Yan still felt that it was not enough. The scene around him became clear. This was a piece of dark land, full of mud. The mud was made of soil and blood. It no longer emitted any smell. It seemed like there was a fear of stagnation in time.

Sticky hell! Jiang Yan thought of this word.

More heroic spirits who died in this land rushed over. Jiang Yan's life was worthwhile and released without hesitation, using his fastest speed.

Jiang Yan didn't know how fast he would be. His limit was 12 treatments in a second. This is a person's theoretical limit reaction speed.

But this time, his mental power was extremely stable, and his mind relaxed, as if he was composing a chapter of music. With the arrival of his music, the interval of treatment was shortened from 560 seconds to 260 seconds. This is the limit. People who exceed this limit have the strength of their souls no longer belong to humans.

Jiang Yan did not pursue higher speeds. His soul could not bear it, and his mental power could not keep up. The doctor left him a lot of medicines, but he did not improve his mental power. It can be seen that the preciousness of this mental power potion.

But this is normal. The warrior cut thirty or fifty times, which is not as good as a forbidden spell by the mage. If there were as many mental potions as physical potions, there would be no professions other than mages in this world.

This is also the most fearful thing about a powerful group, because they can exhaust their financial resources and create a daunting mage with incredible continuous combat capabilities.

Healing 30 times per second, which can only be done by Jiang Yan at the same frequency. If the frequency is changed, Jiang Yan will collapse first.

Such treatment is just boring. After an hour, Jiang Yan's mental power is not available, but he is already sitting in the blood and the sludge.

The earth cracked open, and the boundless blood mud suddenly disappeared, and replaced by a vast field.

Jiang Yan sat in the field, with wheat waves rising and falling on all sides, and the warm wind blew, which quickly restored his body to its best condition. Jiang Yan stood up and looked around, but no one could see it. He closed his eyes and felt the noise around him.

On the edges of the ravines in the fields, ancient people wearing hemp clothes were irrigating and farming.

Suddenly, the bell rang in the distance, and the farmer who was farming left his work and gathered in one direction. In that direction, the Yan Emperor's chariot was ready, and the farmers and powerful hunters who had already prepared were ready to hand over the weapons and ready to resist the enemy's invasion.

Jiang Yan did not feel any fear. These people did not commit suicide, but regarded this as a part of their lives. They were ancient warriors. They put down their weapons, they were farmers, they picked up swords and guns, and they were soldiers.

In Yan Emperor's hand was a spear, and the style of the spear head was completely different from that of later generations. It was flat and sharp, like a short sword. With the guidance of his spear, the gathering of people set off.

At the foot of the mountain in the distance, there are pairs of warriors wearing bronze armor, which is the Huangdi army!

Jiang Yan saw a majestic man standing in the car, holding a wide copper sword in his hand, pointing in the direction of Emperor Yan. The earth shook, and the Yellow Emperor's army actually tamed ancient tyrannosaurus, mammoths, crocodiles, flying dragons and other strange species, and rushed towards Emperor Yan's army.

Around the mountains, there are still leaders of many tribes who follow Huangdi. Among their soldiers, there are even monsters with copper heads and iron foreheads, and the weapons in their hands have already been made of steel!

Jiang Yan's blood was boiling, and his absolutely calm soul attribute would no longer work. His bloodline was ready to move, and he couldn't help pulling out his two-month. Unconsciously, he followed the Yan Emperor's chariot and rushed to the battlefield.

The battle became tragic in an instant, and the forwards of both sides collided fiercely. The mammoth giant elephant, Tyrannosaurus and other strange troops rushed out of blood-colored gullies in the Yan Emperor's army.

Jiang Yan was not in the queue, so he couldn't help but rush towards a mammoth giant. On the back of the mammoth giant there was a bronze seat, with four soldiers wearing bronze masks on it, looking coldly at the front.

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Chapter completed!